The atmosphere that encircles the world,
Consists of gases nettled in a fold,
Oxygen stands affront as bold,
Nitrogen , hydrogen, and the rest are in hold,
Supporting the life system as told.
The air we breathe and inhale,
Is laden with impurities stale,
Consisting of carbon emission trail,
Tainted with polluted tries in detail,
Oppressing the breath to a frail.
The pollution sucks the existence,
Driving the capacity of resistance,
As the disease spreads in great hesitance,
Deluding the force of tolerance,
Thus breaking the natural defence.
The saddled environmental tedium,
Gets immersed in an embedded medium,
Of chemical and inorganic delirium,
Which release a poisonous curriculum,
Suffocating the entire human symposium.
It is a suicidal threat of behaviour,
Where human deficiencies is seen in a metaphor,
Entwining the grenade and bombs in a fritter,
Squashing the ethical phenomenon to a shatter,
Raising an infidel infirm sepulchre.
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